55 Jokes About Nice Guys

Updated on: Jul 10 2025

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Meet Gary, the nicest guy you'll ever meet, with a heart bigger than a hot air balloon. One day, he decided to express his feelings to his crush, Amanda, by giving her a rose. Gary, however, had a peculiar sense of humor, and instead of a traditional red rose, he opted for a dozen plastic roses, each one a different neon color.
He handed the bouquet to Amanda with a twinkle in his eye and said, "I picked these just for you because you light up my life in every color imaginable." Amanda, caught off guard, couldn't help but laugh. As Gary stood there, thinking he had just delivered the most romantic line ever, the plastic roses snapped one by one under the weight of their intense colors. Sometimes, being too colorful can lead to a literal downfall.
In the town of Goodintentia, lived Sam, the epitome of a nice guy. Sam was so nice that when he heard his friend was feeling down, he decided to lift his spirits with the ultimate gesture – a high five. Now, this wasn't just any high five; Sam strapped helium balloons to his hand, thinking it would add an uplifting touch.
As he approached his friend, he shouted, "I heard you needed a pick-me-up!" and went for the high five. However, the helium-infused hand sent Sam soaring into the air like a human balloon. His friend, stunned, watched as Sam disappeared into the clouds, waving frantically. Sometimes, good intentions can lead to unexpected heights, literally.
Once upon a time in the quaint town of Politenessville, there lived a nice guy named Ned. Ned was so nice that he made Mr. Rogers look like a grumpy cat. One day, he decided to impress the object of his affection, a charming barista named Cindy, by ordering the most elaborate coffee on the menu.
As Ned approached the counter, he flashed his friendliest smile and said, "I'll have a venti, half-caf, triple-shot, extra-hot, soy latte with caramel drizzle and a sprinkle of cinnamon, please." Cindy, with a puzzled expression, blinked and replied, "You mean a small black coffee?"
Ned's face turned as red as a lobster in a sauna. "Well, yes, but with a touch of sweetness, you know, to match your personality," he stammered. The other customers in line exchanged amused glances as Ned clutched his overly complicated coffee, realizing that sometimes simplicity is the key to winning hearts.
Enter Bob, a nice guy with a heart of gold and a knack for puzzling gestures. Bob decided to propose to his longtime girlfriend, Sarah, in a unique way. He meticulously planned a scavenger hunt, leaving clues around the city that led to the final spot – a park bench where they had their first date.
Sarah, excitedly following the clues, finally reached the bench where Bob was waiting on one knee. With a grin, Bob presented her with a jigsaw puzzle. Confused, Sarah looked at the pieces scattered on the bench. Bob, with a twinkle in his eye, said, "Our love is like this puzzle, complicated yet beautiful. Will you be my missing piece?" Sarah burst into laughter, realizing that while Bob's proposal may have been puzzling, his love was crystal clear.
Let me tell you about the friend zone. It's like the VIP section of rejection. I'm the mayor of the friend zone; I have a key to the city, and the city is my lonely heart.
I once asked a girl out, and she said, "You're such a great friend." Great friend? I didn't apply for the position of a great friend; I applied for the position of your significant other. I didn't submit a resume to be the buddy; I submitted one to be the boyfriend!
It's like being in a movie where you audition for the lead role, and they cast you as the guy who dies in the first five minutes. I don't want to be the comic relief; I want to be the romantic lead!
And let's talk about the term "nice guys finish last." I feel like a nice guy trying to finish a marathon, but every time I get close to the finish line, they move it a little farther. Maybe I need to take up jogging, at least that way I'll be used to running away from my problems.
You know, they say nice guys finish last. And you know what? I'm starting to believe it! I mean, how many times have you held the door open for someone, only to be hit with a "thanks" as if you just asked them for a kidney?
I'm a nice guy, okay? But it's like being a nice guy is a full-time job with no benefits. I open doors, I listen to problems, I even say "bless you" when someone sneezes, and what do I get in return? A one-way ticket to the friend zone!
I mean, I'm so nice that if I were a flavor, I'd be vanilla! And don't get me started on the so-called bad boys. They get all the attention. I'm over here holding the door open, and they're out there slamming doors in people's faces, and everyone's like, "Oh, he's so mysterious!"
I've come to the conclusion that being a nice guy is like playing a game of chess in a world that's obsessed with checkers. You make all the right moves, but in the end, you're just a pawn in someone else's game. It's tough being a nice guy; it's like trying to be a unicorn in a world that only believes in horses.
You ever notice how being a nice guy is a lot like being a smartphone without apps? You're reliable, you're there when people need you, but when they want something exciting, they go for the flashy models.
I tried the whole "nice guys finish last" thing, and let me tell you, it's true! I finished so last; I think they were handing out participation trophies for last place, and I still didn't get one. I'm not bitter; I'm just saying, if being nice was a sport, I'd have more participation ribbons than a kindergarten soccer team.
And what's with this whole "girls love bad boys" nonsense? I'm sorry, but I don't want a relationship that feels like I'm auditioning for a crime drama. I want a love story, not a police chase. But no, apparently, holding open a door isn't as thrilling as a high-speed car chase. Who knew?
I'm not saying I'm a saint, but if I were any nicer, I'd be a golden retriever. And you know what? Dogs get more love than nice guys. Maybe I should start fetching sticks and see if that gets me a date.
Being a nice guy is like having a superpower that nobody's impressed with. I can leap to conclusions in a single bound and have the ability to be overly polite in awkward situations. I'm Captain Considerate, here to save the day with my impeccable manners!
I'm so nice; I once apologized to a door for bumping into it. I'm like a walking apology letter. If there were an Olympic event for saying sorry, I'd take home the gold, silver, and bronze.
But you know what? I'm not giving up on being a nice guy. I'm doubling down on it. Because someday, someone will appreciate my kindness, and they'll realize that I'm not just a nice guy; I'm a superhero in the world of dating. Move over, bad boys; Captain Considerate is here to save the day, one polite gesture at a time!
Why did the nice guy get a job at the zoo? He wanted to work with kindred spirits!
How does a nice guy text his crush? 'I be-leaf in us.
What's a nice guy's favorite type of dessert? Angel food cake!
Why did the nice guy become a gardener? He wanted to help things grow!
What did the nice guy say when he found a dollar? 'I'm feeling cents-ational!
How did the nice guy fix his tire? He gave it a 'wheel-y' good hug!
How does a nice guy start a conversation? He says 'Well, aren't you reel-y nice?
How does a nice guy make tea? He uses 'sweet-tea' bags!
Why did the nice guy take up painting? He wanted to brush up on kindness!
Why did the nice guy bring a map to the party? In case he lost the way to people's hearts!
Why did the nice guy bring a ladder to the bar? Because he heard the drinks were on the house!
How does a nice guy apologize? He says 'I'm so soy-rry.
Why don't nice guys get lost? Because they always ask for directions!
What did the nice guy say when he bumped into a wall? 'I'm so plastered.
Why don't nice guys use keys? Because they prefer to unlock hearts!
Why don't nice guys play hide and seek? Because good people are always easy to find!
What's a nice guy's favorite type of music? Easy-listening!
What's a nice guy's favorite vegetable? Sweet peas!
Did you hear about the nice guy who opened a bakery? He kneaded the dough!
Why did the nice guy take his car to the dentist? It had a sweet tooth!
How does a nice guy measure success? By the number of smiles he brings!
What's a nice guy's favorite type of movie? Love stories with a happy ending!

The Nice Guy at the Gym

Trying to be helpful without being labeled a gym creep
I thought being a nice guy at the gym meant helping people with their exercises. Turns out, offering to spot someone on the treadmill isn't as appreciated as I thought.

The Family Dinner Nice Guy

Trying to be accommodating without becoming the family doormat
Being the nice guy during family dinners is like being the sacrificial lamb. I always end up with the smallest slice of cake because "you're watching your figure." Newsflash: I wasn't until you mentioned it!

The Online Dating Nice Guy

Trying to stand out without coming off as desperate
I tried being a nice guy on Tinder. My bio said, "I'm the kind of guy your mom would love." Turns out, moms have higher standards than I thought. I got unmatched faster than you can say "meet the parents.

The Friendzoned Nice Guy

Trying to win the heart but stuck in the friend zone
Nice guys finish last, they say. Well, I guess that makes me the Usain Bolt of being a good listener.

The Workplace Nice Guy

Trying to be polite without being mistaken for the office pushover
I'm the nice guy at work who always says, "Sure, I can stay late." Now my colleagues think my second home is the office. Jokes on them; my bed is more comfortable than my desk chair.

Nice Guys - The Human Walking Apology

Nice guys apologize for everything. They'll bump into a chair, and it's, I'm sorry. Meanwhile, the chair's sitting there like, Dude, I've been here for years. Get it together!

Nice Guys Finish Last... in the Picking-up-Hints Olympics

These nice guys, they're so innocent, bless their hearts. You drop hints for them, but it's like playing hide and seek with a chameleon in a bag of Skittles. Hey, I'd love to grab coffee sometime! And they're like, Sure, coffee is great for staying awake. Anyway, good night!

Nice Guys and the Unspoken Language of Holding Doors

Nice guys hold doors open like it's a ceremonial ritual. It's not just about entering a building; it's a symbolic gesture that says, 'I can handle commitment – at least for the duration of this doorway.'

Nice Guys' Dating Strategy - The Diplomatic Approach

Their approach to dating is like negotiating a peace treaty. After careful consideration, I propose a dinner date at 7 PM. We shall discuss our interests, and if all goes well, a second meeting will be scheduled, pending approval.

The Chronicles of the 'Nice Guys

You ever meet those guys who proudly declare they're nice guys? It's like they've joined an elite secret society for politeness. I'm waiting for them to start wearing badges that say, Certified Nice Guy, Level 37 - Can Open Doors Without Expecting a Date.

Nice Guys, the Human 'Like' Button

Nice guys are the real-life equivalent of the 'like' button on social media. They nod and agree so much; I'm surprised their necks aren't listed on eBay as the most flexible joint in town.

Nice Guys - The Love Doctors of the Friendzone

Nice guys give relationship advice like they've earned a Ph.D. in friendship. It's like going to a dentist for a haircut – wrong expertise, but at least they mean well.

Nice Guys and the Subtle Art of Complimenting

Compliments from nice guys are so subtle; you need a magnifying glass to find them. Your hair looks nice... under these strategically placed clouds of humility.

Nice Guys' Pickup Lines - The Polite Edition

Their pickup lines are so charmingly innocent. Are you a parking ticket? Because you've been validated by society, and I respect that.

Nice Guys' Ghosting Game - the Polite Vanishing Act

When a nice guy ghosts you, it's like they attended a seminar on disappearing with grace. You'll be mid-conversation, and suddenly it's like they've been abducted by aliens who appreciate good manners.
Nice guys" love dropping compliments, but sometimes it feels like they attended a workshop on cheesy pick-up lines. "Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears. Seriously, where did my friends go?
Nice guys" have this habit of being overly apologetic. They apologize for everything. You step on their foot, they apologize. You accidentally interrupt them, they apologize. I'm just waiting for one to apologize for apologizing too much.
Nice guys" sometimes confuse being overly available with being romantic. They'll cancel plans at the drop of a hat, thinking it's a grand gesture. I'm sorry, but if you're canceling our dinner date to pet-sit for your neighbor's goldfish, we need to reevaluate your priorities.
Nice guys" love to say they finish last. I think it's because they take forever to decide on dinner plans. "Oh, I don't know, what do you feel like? No, really, I'm fine with anything. Well, not sushi, and I had Italian last night, and burgers are too messy...
You ever notice how "nice guys" have this superhero complex? They think holding the door open for you is the equivalent of saving the day. I'm just waiting for one of them to wear a cape and shout, "Fear not, fair maiden, I've got your coffee order memorized!
I appreciate a "nice guy," but some of them take it to the extreme. One guy asked me if he could walk me to my car. Sure, until he insisted on carrying me, too. Dude, I just want to get to my Honda, not ride into battle on a white horse!
Have you ever been on a date with a "nice guy" who insists on paying for everything? It's sweet, until you realize he's keeping track like an accountant. "Let's see, dinner, drinks, and a movie... congratulations, you now owe me exactly 37.50 romance points.
Ever notice how "nice guys" always seem to have the perfect solution to your problems? It's like having a human Google, but with more unsolicited advice. "Oh, you're feeling stressed? Have you tried meditating while juggling flaming torches? Works for me!
Nice guys" often claim they're great listeners, but sometimes it feels like they're preparing for an interrogation. They nod so much; I'm waiting for them to ask, "Where were you on the night of February 14th, and with whom did you share your chocolate?
Nice guys" love quoting romantic movies, but it's never the cool lines. It's always something like, "You complete me." Dude, I just asked if you wanted pepperoni or sausage on your pizza. Let's not turn dinner into a Nicholas Sparks novel.

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